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I'm out of breath and my legs are shaking and weak. I have to force myself to smile so my friends think I haven't gone completely insane. Not because of someone else, but because of me. I've done so many good things and have been recognized for it, but all it took was one horrible, horrible misinterpreted mistake of mine to make me realize how much of a monster I can be. I wasn't trying to throw everything away or induce hatred. I find myself unable to describe in words what I meant or what I wanted to happen. It's definitely not this. I wish I could go back in time and right everything that I did. A different approach should have been taken, I see that now.
This is the first band I ever shared with you. You said you liked it.
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